Fans of The Office—and funny women everywhere—rejoice! Writer/producer/blogger/twitterer Mindy Kaling (who plays the hilarious Kelly Kapoor on the workplace sitcom) has just inked a book deal with Random House’s Crown imprint.
The Contents of My Purse, slated for a fall 2011 release, will be “a collection of comic essays detailing moments from a woman’s life, including everything from relationships to fashion.”
Or, as Kaling tweeted: “My book will be essays and personal anecdotes, pictures, fashion, and general opinionated bossiness about how women should live. Twitter has an 140 character limit, but I hear books can have something like 500,000 characters!”
While she is best known for playing the outrageous, unstable Kapoor on The Office, Kaling is also co-executive producer of the show and has written 18 episodes over the course of its six seasons (the most recent of which was last night’s hilarious, ridiculous “Secretary’s Day.”)
If that didn’t keep her busy enough, Kaling has signed a deal to write and star in a new NBC comedy, and is in the process of writing her first feature-length film, The Low Self-Esteem of Lizzie Gillespie. Not too shabby for a woman on the cusp of her 31st birthday.
Are you a fan of Mindy Kaling? Will you buy her book?
What book blog posts have you enjoyed this week? Read on for a few of my top picks.
We Need to Talk About Kevin - Lionel Shriver
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I've had Lionel Shriver on the brain since Trisha posted about the movie adaptation of We Need To Talk About Kevin. So yesterday, I was happy to see a long and thoughtful post about the book at You've GOTTA read this! Shriver's Orange Prize-winning novel about a mother's reaction to her son's high school shooting is "brilliant," according to Sandy. "It is just something you need to read when you are feeling resilient," she writes. "I don't think I can separate myself enough from the pain and anguish of reading this book to give it five stars, though on merit alone it deserves it. It will be a story that knocks around in my head for a long long time."
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Happy 446th birthday Shakespeare! Over at The Egalitarian Bookworm, Sarah is ringing it in in style with an excerpt from As You Like It ("It was a Lover and his Lass").
Become a BELIEVER
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Gina Welch went undercover at Jerry Falwell’s Thomas Road Baptist Church in order to write In the Land of Believers. In BookPage, reviewer Sarah E. White wrote that the book "provides a candid inside look at faith for people who don’t have a clue where evangelicals are coming from"—and she suggested that it might even alter a person's thoughts about "people of all faiths." If our review piqued your interest, you'll love Rebecca's blog post at The Book Lady's Blog. She links to a guest blog post Welch wrote for her about the initial seed of the book, and she links to other discussions and reactions to the book (including from an evangelical Christian). It's worth a look. Have you read In the Land of Believers? If so, share your thoughts in the comments.
The fall publishing season usually contains at least one blockbuster celeb bio. On the radar for 2010 is Keith Richards' Life, which will be released in October. Little Brown publisher Michael Pietsch calls it "the most exciting memoir I’ve ever had a hand in." He goes on to say
All those encounters and adventures we’ve heard of for decades—Redlands, Morocco, exile in France, Altamont—and the people—Mick Jagger, Brian Jones, Marianne Faithfull, Anita Pallenberg, Gram Parsons, Patti Hansen, Johnny Depp and more—are here in Keith’s own vivid memories. The best news of all is how superbly written this book is. [Richards collaborated with writer James Fox.]
I can understand your disappointment if you got excited about Tinkers after hearing the buzz, and then logged into your favorite online retailer to buy the book—only to get messages like this:Well, this morning brought good news: PW reports that Perseus Books Group (a parent company of Bellevue Literary Press's distributor) expects a shipment of more than 100,000 copies of the Pulitzer Prize-winning novel to ship early next week. So, order the book now—Tinkers is coming!
Has anyone been able to snag a copy at the library or in a bookstore?
Comedian Sarah Silverman's first book came out on Tuesday. Called The Bedwetter, it's a hilarious (and foul-mouthed!) memoir that you'll gobble up in one sitting. Friend-of-BookPage Stephenie came up with some questions for Silverman, and I think you'll find a few of her answers surprising. Here's a teaser (click on the image to read the whole thing):
Have you read any good memoirs lately? Will you read The Bedwetter?
Last month I posted about John Grisham's debut children's novel—Theodore Boone: Kid Lawyer—and today we have a little more information. Dutton released an excerpt from the novel as a PDF, which you can view here.
I took a quick look, and from what I've read, it's no wonder 13-year-old Theo wants to be a lawyer (or a judge; he hasn't decided yet). . . his mom and his dad are lawyers, and he has a dog named Judge! His favorite building in town is the courthouse, "where lawyers battled like gladiators and judges ruled like kings." In the opening scene, Theo comforts a friend whose parents are going through a divorce, and then he manages to convince a judge to let his class have guaranteed seats in the balcony for the opening day of a big trial. Not bad for a morning before school!
The book will be out May 25. . . will you read?
It's the 40th anniversary of Earth Day, and of course we at BookPage have some reading suggestions to make! Anyone concerned about our planet's future shouldn't miss this Q&A with environmental activist Bill McKibben, who posits in his latest book, Eaarth, that climate change has already happened. Still, he says, it's not too late: "[W]e're going to need to be dealing with the ever-increasing effects of an unraveling climate, which will be costly and hard. But not impossible, not if we think clearly, calmly and as communities."
Other Earth day highlights include a roundup of environmental books for kids. Since we believe that reading can encourage environmental awareness in children, we're giving away three of the books from the roundup: Mary McKenna Siddals' Compost Stew: An A to Z Recipe for the Earth; Frances Barry's Let's Save the Animals; and 31 Ways to Change the World, produced by We Are What We Do. To enter to win, read Bill McKibben's Q&A and answer the following question in the comments section: What can we (as individuals) do to help our planet? The deadline is April 29 at 10 a.m.
Yesterday some BookPage staffers were reviewing summer middle grade novels, and I couldn't help but pause at the cover of Kathi Appelt's Keeper—and think of Katherine's cover déjà vu series over at A Girl Walks Into a Bookstore.
A person and an animal on a boat? Sea life lurking below the water's surface? For the record, I think Keeper is a lovely cover, and it looks even better in person (it's one of those thick squarish books that are so pleasing to hold).
Keeper will be out May 18 from Simon & Schuster. In the meantime, read about Appelt's Newbery Honor Book The Underneath.
Have you seen any book jackets lately that give you a weird sense of. . . déjà vu?
I don't watch a lot of late-night talk shows, but last night I flipped to the Late Show just as David Letterman was making fun of the Kindle—more specifically, joking about how the iPad will run Kindle out of business. During his monologue, Letterman ran a "commercial" about all the great things you can do with your Kindle. . . besides reading.
His suggestions (to watch the complete segment, view this YouTube clip; the commercial start around 3:10):
Of course, at BookPage, we've already made our thoughts known concerning Kindle vs. iPad. (If you missed Lynn's report, check it out here.) What do you think. . . is Dave right, and Kindle's on the outs?
Tinkers by Paul Harding
Bellevue Literary Press, January 1, 2009
Since then, review outlets have written about the inevitability of quality fiction sinking under the radar. (Tinkers was reviewed favorably in The New Yorker and Publisher's Weekly. Many other publications—including BookPage—looked it over.) And there has been some backlash, or at least raised eyebrows, at the surprise expressed after Harding's win. When the New York Times ran a piece about Tinkers' unlikely rise to fame, Jennifer Weiner retorted on Twitter: "Indie booksellers, book bloggers congratulating themselves for getting TINKERS sales all the way to...7,000" and "Then again, I also never thought Times would fail to review debut by guy w/Iowa degree. Doesn't that come free w/diploma?"
After all the write-ups and raves about Tinkers, I decided to see why the Pulitzer Prize committee called the novel "a powerful celebration of life in which a New England father and son, through suffering and joy, transcend their imprisoning lives and offer new ways of perceiving the world and mortality."
I read Tinkers in one sitting, and though my expectations were incredibly (unreachably) high, I found the book to be deeply moving and beautifully written. It caused me to reflect on the small interactions that add up to a life, and the legacy we'll all leave behind. Tinkers is about an old man, a clock repairer, on bed rest at the end of his life. Most of the action takes place in his memory as he thinks about his father, a tinker. There are no quotation marks in the book, and the sparse dialogue feels like a smooth extension of the old man's thoughts.
The following passage (after the jump) takes place toward the beginning of the book, when the man (George Washington Crosby) decides to record his own oral history:
He began formally: My name is George Washington Crosby. I was born in West Cove, Maine, in the year 1915. I moved to Enon, Massachusetts, in 1936. And so on. After these statistics, he found that he could think only of doggerel and slightly obscene anecdotes to tell, mostly having to do with foolish stunts undertaken after drinking too much whiskey during a fishing trip and often enough centered around running into a warden with a creel full of trout and no fishing license, or a pistol that a doctor had brought into the woods: If that pistol is nine millimeters, I’ll kiss your bare, frozen ass right out there on the ice; the lyrics to a song called Come Around, Mother, It’s Better When You’re Awake. And so forth. But after a handful of such stories, he began to talk about his father and his mother, his brother, Joe, and his sisters, about taking night courses to finish school and about becoming a father. He talked about blue snow and barrels of apples and splitting frozen wood so brittle that it rang when you split it. He talked about what it is like to be a grandparent for the first time and to think about what it is you will leave behind when you die. By the time the tape ran out an hour and a half later (after he had flipped it over once, almost without being conscious of doing so), and the RECORD button sprang up with a buzz, he was openly weeping and lamenting the loss of this world of light and hope. So deeply moved, he pulled the cassette from the machine, flipped it back over to the beginning, fitted it back into its snug carriage of capstans and guiding pins, and pressed PLAY, thinking that he might preserve such a mood of pure, clean sorrow by listening back to his narrative. He imagined that his memoirs might now sound like those of an admirable stranger, a person he did not know but whom he immediately recognized and loved dearly. Instead, the voice he heard sounded nasally and pinched and, worse, not very well educated, as if he were a bumpkin who had been called, perhaps even in mockery, to testify about holy things, as if not the testimony but the fumbling through it were the reason for his presence in front of some dire, heavenly senate. He listened to six seconds of the tape before he ejected it and threw it into the fire burning in the woodstove.